48: 𝐵𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙
Kira was fully prepared for the amount of looks she was gonna get from her classmates. She had just punched a kid last they saw her, she completely understood. She entered class early because Aizawa wanted to speak with her.
His lecture was what you'd expect, though she knew he understood her reasons he was still adamant that violence had not been the proper solution to that problem.
"I also want to run something else by you."
He added when he was done, pulling out a binder. "These are my hero informatics lesson plans." He added Mentally. He showed her the top pages. "This is today's discussion."
Kira glanced at him, then at the page.
"I just wanted to run it by you..." He looked at her as she read it. "It's the same as every year I've been teaching and it's good for them to learn... If you want me to change anything, or see if you can step out then-"
"No, no it's fine." Kira said, flipping the page and reading it over. "It's important." She mumbled.
"Yes, I agree. Especially with how many misconceptions there are. I wish I had known this extent of the subject when I was your age." Aizawa said, looking down at his planner.
"Aw, is this me?" She asked, pointing at a certain line. "You've been teaching this for years?"
"Yes, obviously your name was never put out and you were discussed anonymously."
He said, she could feel his nerves spike to a nervous point. Not because he was lying, but because he didn't want her to get mad.
"What did they say?" She asked.
"Some students and classes were more interested than others. Some were more engaged, and asked more questions." He said, taking his book back. "Most of them just... Pitied you, and the other children in your situation."
"Hm." Kira hummed. "Alright, I'll stay in class." She said with a smile. "Thank you, I think it's really important for people to know this stuff. Even though it's hard."
"I agree." Aizawa nodded and then sighed. "We're still early it'll probably be twenty minutes before any more students come, I have some things to do outside of here. Stay and just... Try to stay out of trouble."
"Yes sir."
Kira nodded and sat down in her seat. She fidgeted and played on her phone, waiting for something to strike her fancy and entertain her. She got up and walked around her room with a frown. Then stopped at the front. She picked up a price of chalk and started to draw boredly on the blackboard.
Soon the doodling changed to her actually making something specific. She pulled up a reference photo on her phone and sketched out specific lines. Glancing down at her reference every so often.
Her headphones blasted in her headphones.
"𝑹𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊'𝒎 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏' 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒂. 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒕, 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐. 𝑵𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒀𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐..."
She bopped her head up and down slightly, mouthing the words. She heard thoughts every once and awhile, even sensed someone enter the room. But they didn't acknowledge each other.
The males thoughts were just as cold and unreadable as usual. Light reading the words on a white page with the sun directly on it. It was too bright, like Ice. She didn't even want to try.
She kept going, shaping out the hands until they were almost perfect. She scrunched up her nose when a line didn't look the way she wanted. When her right hand got tired reaching up she switched the chalk to her left and continued like earlier.
A few more thoughts entered.
"Oh Kira's back... Wow that's... That's cool."
"She's hasn't seemed to notice us yet... I don't know what to think of the girl... I've known her for years but I still can't understand her. I didn't even know she was an artist."
Kira shaded the final two finger tips, they were reaching out. So close to touching each other. Man and God. The creation of Adam.
Kira dug into her pocket and stuffed two pieces of gum into her mouth. She took off her headphones and tilted her head backwards.
"What do you think?" She asked the students behind her.
"I thought she hadn't noticed us-"
"It's awesome!" Kirishima said with a big toothy smile. "I didn't know you could draw!"
"Yeah, I mainly do it when I'm bored though." She shrugged and set her chalk down. It was barely more than a stub at this point.
She turned to walk to her desk. It was only her, Todoroki, Kirishima and Iida. Todoroki was ignoring her and Iida was still staring at the board. He was confused, he didn't understand her. He didn't know what to think about her. "She punched someone just a few days ago... Now she's creating masterpieces with chalk. Maybe she really was just defending her friend, when has Bakugou ever needed defending?"
Kira subtly rolled her eyes at him and sat down, propping her feet up on the desk. Iida stared, he wanted to say something but didn't want Kira angry with him. But he couldn't NOT say anything.
"Kokoa... Can you please get your feet off of you desk?" He asked meekly. Kira groaned but did as he said, putting her feet down to rest her head on the table.
"You look tense. Why don't you relax, drink a Capri sun or something." She suggested, yawning. "Actually no, you strike me more of a glass of water kinda guy. Want some Aquafina?"
Kirishima snickered and Iida frowned. "I drink things other than water- but that's not the point! Thank you for removing your feet from your desk."
"You're welcome." Kira responded with a smile.
The door opened and a few other students came in. Kira was still laying her head down the table, unlike the first day of her suspension Kira hadn't gotten much sleep over the weekend.
"Oh great she's back... The past few days without her were great. What am I supposed to do? What would a Deku do?"
"K-kira?" Midoriya squeaked out, standing by her desk. The class quieted down just slightly, trying to pay attention to what Midoriya had to say.
Kira looked up and sighed. Sitting up and leaning all the way back and glancing up at him.
"I almost lost some of them with that stunt I pulled, that lie was a big risk that didn't pay off. So need to keep pretending like it was a misunderstanding, one that I feel really bad for." Midoriya thought, he leaned forward to bow to Kira.
"I'm so sorry for everything that happened last time I saw you!" He apologized.
Kira had to hand it to him, he was smart. That's how he got away with this so often. Everyone stared in shock, because she had hit him but he was apologizing to her.
Oh how selfless and good of him. If Kira didn't respond just as nicely than everyone would see her as even ruder than they already do.
"Why are you apologizing to me?" Kira asked with an eyebrow raised.
"B-because uh... Because I called you weak infront of the class and um... Embarrassed you?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck.
"Thanks but I didn't care, if you're going to apologize to anyone it should be Bakugou."
Kira said with a shrug. "He's the one you insulted."
"Yes of course!!" Midoriya said, stiffening up. "Why couldn't she just accept my fake apology?
"Okay I get it but he is apologizing. Why can't she just accept it with a smile?"
"Maybe I'm all wrong... He's apologizing even though he doesn't have too. I'm sure it all really was a mistake. But why can I still not shake this feeling I have?"
"Kokoa... Is that all you want to say to Midoriya?" Iida asked, standing behind the green haired boy, putting a hand on his shoulder.
Kira looked at the boy for a second. Then at Midoriyas bottom lip, that was still slightly red and bruised. Which was obviously a choice, he still wanted everyone to see he was 'hurt'.
Anger burned in Kira's chest. Not because she was expected to apologize. But because Iida was talking to her like she was a toddler that just got out of timeout.
"No." Kira said, locking eyes with Iida. "And if I had decided to apologize, I wouldn't need you to hold my hand while doing it."
Iida stared at her, mouth opening and closing as he tried to understand what she meant. But then he started thinking about holding her hand.
Kira rolled her eyes and looked to the side. Kirishima was there, carefully listening to the conversation. Trying to figure out just who's side he was supposed to be on. When Kirishima looked at Kira he was taken aback, because just for a second. He saw her looking at him in pity.
Like she could sense his moral dilemma.
But in a second the look of pity was cleared by her usual pokerface and she looked away. Back to Iida and Midoriya.
"Kokoa I think-"
"Hey listen." Kirishima interrupted Iida, standing up. "Let's just forget about this okay? We don't need to keep talking about it... It's Mr Aizawa's job to punish her or make her apologize... Not yours."
He said to Iida, he was gentle about it. But also stern enough to get the guy to listen.
Iida stared at Kirishima. Then at Kira who was also staring at Kirishima, Pleasantly surprised by his outburst.
"Very well then." Iida said, very quietly before turning back to go to his seat. "She struck another student! She should apologize! It doesn't matter how... How pretty she is. Why do I keep thinking about that?! It's like what Bakugou said... I need to just focus on something else! Where did I put that book?"
Midoriya looked at Kirishima for a few seconds and then slinked back to his seat.
"He's going to be a problem isn't he? Why does he care anyways?"
"Was that the right thing to say? It didn't offend Iida did it? I mean it really isn't his place to try and force her to apologize to Midoriya. I wonder if Midoriya will still apologize to Bakugou when he gets here?"
Kirishima sat down and gripped his hands together. Now anxious and waiting for Aizawa to show up and start the class because of how awkward the atmosphere was.
But as more students came in that didn't know what happened and started chatting with everyone the awkwardness faded away. Kira laid her head on her desk and closed her eyes, trying to rest her brain and eyes before Aizawa started his lesson.
The lesson he had to make sure she was okay with before teaching. Maybe she should have accepted his offer to step out. But she couldn't be that weak could she?
She sighed and closed her eyes tightly, the title on the top of his lesson plan today burned into her thoughts like her tattoo was engraved in her skin.
Quirk trafficking.
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